The Child Who Raised Her Mother – Quarterflash

The child who raised her mother peeked inside the door,
At her forty year old baby passed out on the floor,
And she made her mother breakfast – washed and changed her sheets,
Went back to bed instead of school and drifted off to sleep.
And then she drove away,
And then she drove away – drove away.

The child who raised her mother made excuses for her mom,
Lied to friends and teachers – told them, “nothing’s wrong”.
And she often fell asleep at school and sometimes she would dream,
That her dad came back and picked her up in a magic limousine.
And then they drove away
And then she drove away – drove away.

Above the trees and houses – above the school and cars,
Far above her mother’s house – among the moon and stars.

When the child who raised her mother turned sixteen she was told,
That another man would live with them – the house was being sold,
So she packed up in the night – took only what she’d need,
Walked out to her mother’s car and finally turned that key.
And then she drove away and then she drove away.